Babes for Boobs and Me
I am committed to raise funds in celebration of the 2023 Rays of Hope – A Walk & Run Toward the Cure of Breast Cancer.
We began our journey to honor all the women who had survived breast cancer and all the women who did not. My daughter Casey was 7. Over the next few years, both her grandmothers would become survivors. My mom, Rebecca, survived. Her baby sister Ray did not. Our team, led by Casey in 2009, the year of her Bat Mitzvah, raised thousands for Rays of Hope and Susan G. Komen.
I pride myself on making sure the yearly mammogram happens on time, even 2013, when I'd learned of a mass on my uterus and the decision was made for a hysterectomy scheduled for Sept, I knew I needed to get my breasts checked. Hysterectomy went well, but mammogram, then ultra-sound, MRI and needle biopsies told me I wasn't done. Diagnosis after the lump was removed Lobular Carcinoma In Situ, cancer light we called it. My surgeon wasn't satisfied. He had the pathology run again. It was Invasive Lobular Cancer, stage 1. Mastectomy was scheduled for Feb. Prior to surgery, during the pain block procedure, the anesthesiologist nicked my lung. Luckily, surgery went well, but the next day my plastic surgeon didn't like the way I was breathing. An x-ray showed a problem. My lung was collapsing. By the next day I had a chest tube to go along with my drainage tube. I was finally released after 3 more days and was told to follow up with a thoracic surgeon. I figured that was standard procedure.
I am presently cancer free. I had microsurgery for reconstruction and though I can't say it went "great", it's done. I am alive and grateful.
Thank you!
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